- Posted on:July 15th, 2008
- Comments:7 Comments
- Category:My Every Day
I dislike losing the first game of church softball playoffs. For the record, I played two innings, went 1-1 and got four mosquito bites.
I dislike washing dishes. Every day. By myself.
I dislike mowing the lawn, raking leaves, pulling weeds. It makes my allergies crazy. I’d rather scrub toilets.
I dislike the National League, though I do think I could be a Cubs fan. And I would LOVE, LOVE, LOVE to see a game at Wrigley.
I dislike fielding 1000 questions about every facet of the game of baseball DURING THE ALL STAR GAME because you have spent your entire childhood inside the house glued to the television since you were able to sit upright (none of this time ever spent watching…baseball). And when you weren’t sucking the electric tit, you were playing video games on your handheld videogame / Playstation / Nintendo / DS / X-BOX pacifier, or parked in front of your PC that you use unsupervised, because the Internet isn’t full of middle-aged perverts preying on young adolescent boys in gaming chat rooms. THE ONES THAT YOU HANG OUT IN AT 2AM IN THE MORNING. It would be different if you had an actual interest in the game, but you don’t. You’re bored. And annoying.
And at the time of this posting, I also evidently dislike stupid-looking crocheted hats.
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Ok, your 1-1 was way better than the 3 STRIKEOUTS I showed up with Monday night. Yes, 3 (although this was through 2 games, but still)!
And, the worst part was, I got them looking and not swinging (they all looked short to me, then of course at the last minute I realized they were perfect). Talk about humiliation…
It happens. My hit wasn’t great, but I didn’t want to strike out. Pitcher pitched 2 balls then 1 strike, so I pretty much had to swing at the next pitch if it was close (we play with a 3-2 count). The opposing team was full of fat old guys, who were fairly confident The Girl was just trying to draw a walk. They were a bit surprised when I hit it up the middle and out of reach of the SS and 2nd baseman. Turns out old fat guys aren’t really that quick on their toes…
I didn’t realize, when you mentioned yesterday, that it was playoff time already…. I am sure we will do better in subsequent games
Yep, since we lost last night, we play Friday at 6. Not sure who we’ll have. Houghton Baptist probably crushed The Catholics last night after we left (HB is the team that beat us a few weeks ago).
W were drawing straws to see who would call Tommy to tell him that St. Ign beat us. Well, not really, but I sure don’t want to call him. I think that’s a job for Scott.
I wouldn’t want to be doing that either - he (Tommy) would be breathing fire and probably not sleep/eat for a few days…
Mine is a 3-2 league too. I can’t decide if that helps or hurts. And it’s the kind where if it hits the plate or mat behind it, it’s a strike. I HATE those leagues.
Better yet, we have a new rule that you have to run to the “outside plate,” which is another plate set about 10 ft from the real home plate. And if you run to the “real” plate, you’re out. Also, if you cross the “point of no return” (which might be about 20 ft from home plate) the play at the plate is a force, no tag required. In other words, cross that line and you’d best be hauling ass to get home to beat the throw, if there is one.
Oh, I just remembered that church league is a 4-2 count. Which is kind of weird. But it’s not too bad. You just have to be a smarter batter. I like that it forces people to hit rather than just get walks all of the time.